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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  The Vances, who had been back in the city ever since Christmas,had not forgotten Carrie; but they, or rather Mrs. Vance, hadnever called on her, for the very simple reason that Carrie hadnever sent her address. True to her nature, she correspondedwith Mrs. Vance as long as she still lived in Seventy-eighthStreet, but when she was compelled to move into Thirteenth, herfear that the latter would take it as an indication of reducedcircumstances caused her to study some way of avoiding thenecessity of giving her address. Not finding any convenientmethod, she sorrowfully resigned the privilege of writing to herfriend entirely. The latter wondered at this strange silence,thought Carrie must have left the city, and in the end gave herup as lost. So she was thoroughly surprised to encounter her inFourteenth Street, where she had gone shopping. Carrie was therefor the same purpose.
2.  "Where were you, George?" asked Carrie, after the first absence.
3.  "I've been out home," she said.
4.  The man explained the hours.
5.  As a consequence, she was resentful and suspicious. The jealousythat prompted her to observe every falling away from the littleamenities of the married relation on his part served to give hernotice of the airy grace with which he still took the world. Shecould see from the scrupulous care which he exercised in thematter of his personal appearance that his interest in life hadabated not a jot. Every motion, every glance had something in itof the pleasure he felt in Carrie, of the zest this new pursuitof pleasure lent to his days. Mrs. Hurstwood felt something,sniffing change, as animals do danger, afar off.
6.  "There's a nice fellow," Drouet thought to himself as he turnedthe corner towards Madison.

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1.  "Has Mr. Drouet gone out?" he asked of the clerk.
2.  Hurstwood moved on, wondering. The sight of the large, brightcoin pleased him a little. He remembered that he was hungry andthat he could get a bed for ten cents. With this, the idea ofdeath passed, for the time being, out of his mind. It was onlywhen he could get nothing but insults that death seemed worthwhile.
3.  The deep-feeling manager was himself a little strained in thenerves by the thorough consciousness of his mission. He feltthat he must make a strong play on this occasion, but now thatthe hour was come, and he heard Carrie's feet upon the stair, hisnerve failed him. He sank a little in determination, for he wasnot so sure, after all, what her opinion might be.
4.  THE LURE OF THE SPIRIT--THE FLESH IN PURSUIT
5.  "Yes, sir," said Miss Maitland.
6.  "Well, I've been busy," said Drouet.

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1.  On Friday Carrie remembered her appointment with Hurstwood, andthe passing of the hour when she should, by all right of promise,have been in his company served to keep the calamity which hadbefallen her exceedingly fresh and clear. In her nervousness andstress of mind she felt it necessary to act, and consequently puton a brown street dress, and at eleven o'clock started to visitthe business portion once again. She must look for work.
2.  Drouet was glad to do anything for relief. He fairly hustledaround to the side entrance, and was let in by the friendly door-keeper. Carrie was standing in the wings, weakly waiting hernext cue, all the snap and nerve gone out of her.
3.  Hurstwood felt the long-range examination and recognised thetype. Instinctively he felt that the man was a detective--thathe was being watched. He hurried across, pretending not tonotice, but in his mind was a world of thoughts. What wouldhappen now? What could these people do? He began to troubleconcerning the extradition laws. He did not understand themabsolutely. Perhaps he could be arrested. Oh, if Carrie shouldfind out! Montreal was too warm for him. He began to long to beout of it.
4.  "I don't know until I look it over. You know I'm afraid, nowthat I've said I would."
5.   The captain remained stolid and determined. He talked on, veryslowly, uttering the fewest words and with a certain assurance,as though he could not fail.
6.  "Oh, don't," said Carrie.

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1.  "Where are you going?" she asked.
2.  Once the bright days of summer pass by, a city takes on thatsombre garb of grey, wrapt in which it goes about its laboursduring the long winter. Its endless buildings look grey, its skyand its streets assume a sombre hue; the scattered, leaflesstrees and wind-blown dust and paper but add to the generalsolemnity of colour. There seems to be something in the chillbreezes which scurry through the long, narrow thoroughfaresproductive of rueful thoughts. Not poets alone, nor artists, northat superior order of mind which arrogates to itself allrefinement, feel this, but dogs and all men. These feel as muchas the poet, though they have not the same power of expression.The sparrow upon the wire, the cat in the doorway, the dray horsetugging his weary load, feel the long, keen breaths of winter.It strikes to the heart of all life, animate and inanimate. Ifit were not for the artificial fires of merriment, the rush ofprofit-seeking trade, and pleasure-selling amusements; if thevarious merchants failed to make the customary display within andwithout their establishments; if our streets were not strung withsigns of gorgeous hues and thronged with hurrying purchasers, wewould quickly discover how firmly the chill hand of winter laysupon the heart; how dispiriting are the days during which the sunwithholds a portion of our allowance of light and warmth. We aremore dependent upon these things than is often thought. We areinsects produced by heat, and pass without it.
3.  "She ought not to be in comedy," he said. "I think she could dobetter than that."
4、  "I don't know," he said solemnly; "I can try."
5、  The spirit of the place impressed itself on her in a rough way.She did not venture to look around, but above the clack of themachine she could hear an occasional remark. She could also notea thing or two out of the side of her eye.

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  • 吴娟 08-06

      Mrs. Hurstwood bit her lip.

  • 王中林 08-06

      "It would be a good thing if they did," he went on, half tohimself, half to her, though he felt that something was amiss inthat quarter. He withdrew his attention to his paper verycircumspectly, listening mentally for the little sounds whichshould show him what was on foot.

  • 赫斯 08-06

       Carrie had really discovered her neglect, but only at a quarterafter five, and the open carriage was now far up Seventh Avenue,near the Harlem River.

  • 韦美秋 08-06

      Now the stones were off, and Hurstwood took his place again amida continued chorus of epithets. Both officers got up beside himand the conductor rang the bell, when, bang! bang! through windowand door came rocks and stones. One narrowly grazed Hurstwood'shead. Another shattered the window behind.

  • 周燕平 08-05

    {  Thus he justified himself in sitting down in here after histonsorial treatment.

  • 吴风雷 08-04

      On the stage, six of the characters had already appeared in theopening parlour scene. Drouet and Hurstwood saw at a glance thatCarrie was not among them, and went on talking in a whisper.Mrs. Morgan, Mrs. Hoagland, and the actor who had takenBamberger's part were representing the principal roles in thisscene. The professional, whose name was Patton, had little torecommend him outside of his assurance, but this at the presentmoment was most palpably needed. Mrs. Morgan, as Pearl, wasstiff with fright. Mrs. Hoagland was husky in the throat. Thewhole company was so weak-kneed that the lines were merelyspoken, and nothing more. It took all the hope and uncriticalgood-nature of the audience to keep from manifesting pity by thatunrest which is the agony of failure.}

  • 茅中元 08-04

      "How would you like to try subduing London?" asked her manager,one afternoon.

  • 哈利法·阿卜杜拉·默罕默德 08-04

      "Mr. Vance doesn't seem to find it very hard."

  • 吴和平 08-03

       "Oh, nothing," she answered; "I've always thought so."

  • 姚舞云 08-01

    {  "No."

  • 范安德 08-01

      "Why, Hurstwood," said Drouet, noting the effect and feeling thathe was delivering a telling blow.

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